Neo Imaginations

" Never Mind Yaar " as a title, suggests that the book is going to be cool and  casual read to refresh mind. But that just remained a dream far achieved. Later, through half of the book i decided to take the title more seriously going by its literal meaning " Never Mind Yaar". A good book on the shelf to pick particularly if you are in your teens going through your college life. The book is conceived by K .Mathur. (K ?????) Golden Points: 1.  The book is basically a love story and optimally blended with friendship between three young girls from three different backgrounds -- Hindu, Parsi and Christian. 2. A story of youngsters for youngsters. 3. Simple read. 4. Has less characters in the story and also has a  very cosmopolitan approach. Grey Areas : 1. The book is honestly over priced at Rs. 350 keeping in mind the targeted readers have still not started earning. 2. The narration is poor and will surely test your patience. 3. The story has n...

                                                               Few minutes past 2 am, 'Is that a time to meet the most special person of your life the first time ? But that is when we met. A moment of eye contact and I realized I was clean bold that very moment. A gentle touch and a warm kiss pregnant with emotions, happiness and love. This was our very first interaction when the world around was sleeping waiting for a dawn. After that i left you for few more hours but  your face kept on appearing before me at every single blink of eyes. I was loving it. I was loving your smell. I was loving that finally we met. I was loving that we will meet again. I was loving that we would be living together soon. I was loving the dream of a life with you.  You were me as I were you. Extension of my own self. Extension of my ...

AmbiPur "My Aromatic Affairs"  is a poem  dedicated to my nostalgic memories associated with  smells, fragrances and aromas that I grew up with at home. There are some coveted ones i cannot recreate but the longingness still fills the void of their absence. My Aromatic Affairs Months piled together for the years to fold Those memories now, seem just a day old. When aroma of mom s morning tea urged to quit the bed and stand bold. The morning breakfast that began the days was a mix of love and nutrition in a way. But the smell of curry leaves and sputtering mustard , still reminds me of those nostalgic days.  Ending of annual exams brought smile with vacations to unwind for a while. The smell of fresh printed  pages of new textbooks , was like a cologne on a free trial. The cacophony of friends in the hall eagerly waiting to feast and hog. The aroma of Ammi's Eid Biriyani reaching neighbors, crossing the walls. Time then pace...